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  • Survival of the Fittest
  • Quiet Storm
  • Hell On Earth (Front Lines)
  • Shook Ones Part II
  • The Start of Your Ending (41st Side)
  • Up North Trip
  • Drop A Gem On 'Em
  • Give Up the Goods (Just Step)
  • Cradle to the Grave
  • Bloodsport
  • Shook Ones Pt. II
  • More Trife Life
  • Shook Ones, Pt. II
  • Party Over
  • Trife Life
  • Still Shinin'
  • Q.U. - Hectic
  • Get Dealt With
  • Get Away
  • Apostle's Warning
  • Right Back At You
  • Got It Twisted
  • Temperature's Rising
  • Where Ya Heart At
  • Drink Away the Pain (Situations)
  • Adrenaline
  • Hit It From The Back
  • Put 'Em In Their Place
  • Intro
  • Extortion
  • Allustrious
  • Just Step Prelude
  • The Infamous Prelude
  • Animal Instinct
  • Spread Love
  • Let A Ho Be A Ho
  • [The Grave Prelude]
  • Eye For A Eye (Your Beef Is Mines)
  • Man Down
  • Shook Ones
  • Give It Up Fast
  • Can't Get Enough Of It
  • Win or Lose
  • G.O.D. Pt. III
  • (Just Step Prelude)
  • Hell On Earth
  • Flood The Block
  • (The Infamous Prelude)
  • It's Mine
  • Smoke It

Verse 1: Nas

Got out the airport, the Mobb pick me up in the truck
Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck
So what's the deal poppy?
You heard the feds almost got me
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby
Negotiatin like an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect
When I lost but back then was my fault
Now it's time to floss
Eye For An Eye what's mine is yours
I need a suite with the flowers
Complentary at Trump Towers
Sit at the table we can build for hours
On gettin riches, a cinch, take a glimpse
The World Is Yours written all over the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning
From? and prima, loads of women rockin linen
I got a plan to blow the Hiroshima, Japan
Movin niggas out tha hood and just divide em with fam
Ay yo, the bitches like G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse with the cowboy brand

Chorus 1:

Give it up fast, quick and not slow
Not goin to the tables if it's not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin this shit
QBC, nigga grab your click

Verse 2: Havoc, Big Noyd, Prodigy

Yeah son, I'm feelin it
Opposition want me dead, concealin shit
Four gats got me livin, kid
Rushin thru my pyramid
You secondary, go against the grain then you adversary
Had to bury niggas on my side, that snitch
Ran his mouth like a bitch
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